My daughter really believes the tooth fairy exists. In her mind, a fairy flitters through her window who sticks fifty cents into a ziploc bag underneath her pillow while she is sleeping. As soon as her eyes open, she fixates on her bounty, and says, “Momma, the tooth fairy has the same ziploc bag as us.” Similarily, she believes Santa will come to our house and eat cookies and gulp his milk. She believes her Momma and Daddy will live forever. She believes in peace signs, flowers and love. She believes bandaids cure all hurts.
What do I believe? Beyond believing there is a God, I’m not certain what I believe. I’ve mulled the question in my head and in writing this post, I am not afraid to admit that I am still working on what I believe. I will leave with you what other wiser people have said about believing. Some of their beliefs surprised me, but also comforted me.
I believe that a simple and unassuming manner of life is best for everyone, best both for the body and the mind. Albert Einstein
I believe that every person is born with talent. Maya Angelou
I believe in the fundamental truth of all great religions of the world. Mohandas Gandhi
I believe in everything until it’s disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it’s in your mind. Who’s to say that dreams and nightmares aren’t as real as the here and now? John Lennon
Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart. Anne Frank
How about you? What do you believe?